How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

with your existence, you

 

The mood was strange.

 

but they couldn’t take their eyes off one another

 

now, storming out of the door if not taking swings at each other before that. Instead, it was the distance between them that was dwindling, something I couldn’t quite put my finger on

 

were almost chest to chest

 

it must be my appearance you’re

 

anything. There are a hell of a lot more attractive

 

here, then? Hurry up and go

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

other, right?” The man came closer, as if there was still space left between them. “Visit her

 

don’t participate in the stupid

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

her fingers through the man’s hair and dug her nails into the

 

twice her

 

help but wonder where I was, who these people were, and why I was here, as I took in the scene of the man and woman’s passionate

 

while now, and the sounds of heavy breaths and desperate kissing filled the dark chamber. The only source of light came

 

romantic, yet macabre. Sad and hopeless

 

eyes

 

this dream, after all. Someone from the

 

woman smiled

 

and smashed into pieces. The face I

 

The woman was me.

 

Borgia, that’s you… That’s

 

Then, that man is…

 

wanted to check, to see, to make sense of it, but it was as if someone had turned me to stone. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t talk. I

 

man and the woman

 

***

 

right into my eyes had me twitching, trying to blink

 

the heavy feeling in my head. I tried to lift my hand, but it dropped down to the bed I was lying on

 

me here? What happened

 

turned my

 

I wanted to cry.

 

looking like he hadn’t just gone through hell and

 

my eyes leaving no part

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

bangs, the movement taking everything out of me,

 

whisper

 

of anything. It felt like it didn’t really

 

I had done in this life, all of it flashed before my eyes, like a

 

felt like a stranger in my own

 

the voice I answered him with was low and hoarse as well, a whisper I breathed

 

“What…?”

 

I’ve never really been me. All I was, was an illusion. Once it broke, everyone changed. It’s

 

was something I knew very well, something that had revealed itself to me time and

 

had had enough of my sniveling and

 

always been

 

“Always.”

 

mean snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was directing it at. “Were all the people around

 

I’m already in a situation where I’m

 

at first until I pressed

 

on gazing at me with that

 

embrace me fully, enveloping me

 

own arm around his wide torso and burying my head in the juncture where his shoulder and neck met, breathing in his masculine

 

why my

 

dream, but I

 

me like that. Because it’s not your

 

arrogant man, I

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